The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1887-10-06

by the "sweet Singers" touching verses,
greeting their rendition with shout Of
applause that made the lamps flicker.
BY q rousing unanimous vote she was
elected an honorary member Of the club.
"Broncho Jack" . cowboy.poet from
over on the Pecos, was next introduced
and said
II never yit wrapped my tongue
around quality talk, an / amt prepared
to begin now. am rough poet, q
crude gem, as 1t war, that needs pol
ishin' an settin' afore It'll be worth
continental heard O. this club through
accident while out ON beef gather on
the range, an after we'd punched our
steers I jumped my hoss an rode over
to size 1t up.
"Afore doin' my share in this literary
roundup want to say to you that some
time ago on the Pecos my ridin' pardner
was Ed Ball, as good COW rustler as
ever throwed leg over horse or swung
q rope. He war a wild an WOO lily cuss
an mighty hard to handle in rough-an'-
tumble misunderstandin' an you kin
jedge of my surprise when I heard that
he'd Joined the church-assumed the
holiness O. religion an war preachin in
Socarro. / didn't b'lieve 1t an made
trip to Socarro to see bout it, an in con-
sequence O. that trip the follerin' poem
war constructed while in the saddle on
day herd:
use to know him on the range,
A travelin' down the sinners way:
An thinks, sez I, it's orful strange,
If Ed has struck pious lay.
But when ambled to the church.
Ter see the hailelujah show,
My heart jes' seemed to give lurch,
That sprung my ribs an inch or so.
For thar stood Ed with pious face,
A maxim of his jawbone hum;
A talxin' of amazin gace,
An happiness in Kingdom Come.
He quoted from the Bible till
thought he knowed the thing by heart; /;
An every time he drawed, he'd fill,
While every sentence seemed dart.
An then, wen he began ter press
The hearers O. the Holy Word
To git the brand O. righteousness,
An turn in with the heavenly herd,
The spectacle war somewhat strange
Inc people JeS rose up Ill iudSc,
Jes' same as steers'l quit range
An go in search O better grass.
Salvation seemed ter fall in showers,
| An mercy come IN roarin' floods,
An Ed strainin' all his powers,
A wringin' sinners through the suds.
He seemed howlin' hurricane;
A terror with chastisin' rod;
A lion with Gospel name;
A mountain howitzer O. Godl
But though he preachifies of love,
I'll bet q broncho, when he's dead,
Eff he can't act the same above
As here, it 'twont be heaven fur Ned.
So if his border tricks prevail,
An sech amusement is allowed,
You'll see him racin' with the gale
A straddle of bucking cloud.
The knight of the saddle and rope was
warmly applauded, and said that he
would endeavor to visit the club again
before the fall roundup.
The president in announcing the close
of the exercises and the date of the next
public reception made stirring appeal
| to the people to contribute literally to
the support of the club, which was such
a stupendous honor to Lost Creek. Col
lectors were sent through the audience
and the following results were dumped
out of their hats on the treasurers table
Al blue chips, at 81 each ............. al OK
81 red chips, at so cents each. 80 5(
10 white chips. at rs cents each ...... Il
Cash 10 q
Total. 500 &
The treasurer was instructed to get the
chips cashed at the various games from
which they were issued, and after sing
ing o closing ode the club adjourned.
| CAPTAIN JACK CRAWFORD.